I have had some serious writers block this past month or so. Every time I go to write a blog, I sit and stare blankly at my screen for a while. I can’t put into words what God is working in me. But I’ll try.
For the last few weeks I have been exhausted. Spiritually, physically, emotionally and mentally drained. Most days I would go through the motions and do the bare minimum to get through another day of ministry. This in turn has translated into me becoming very dispirited and depressed. The abundant life that God has for us was so far away from me. I’m not even sure how God pulled me up out of that. But it helps that I keep finding deeper levels of worship, and having life spoken into who I am. There is so much freedom and healing in daily falling onto your knees and worshipping Him. When you find your secret place and go there not because you need help or need something from God. But when you go to that place simply to be with your Papa. To simply bask in his presence and worship who He is while forgetting about yourself and focusing entirely on Him.
And to think that’s just one of the things God has taught me recently. Some other things that are actually pretty hard to learn is, get this, having grace for other people’s mistakes. Realizing that everybody is broken, and everyone is on this journey with God. And then deciding to help them through and speak life rather than doing what’s easy and speaking death. God’s been rocking me with so much stuff, it’s crazy. As for ministry, it’s so much better and joy-filled when you go into it overflowing with what God is doing. That’s where all ministry should come from, the overflow of your heart into those around you. And man is overflow ever so sweet. It makes the colors around you brighter, the faces around you beautiful, and the ordinary everyday things of life into an awe-inspiring symphony of God’s goodness, grace and majesty.
These are a few small snippets of what’s been happening in my heart. It’s where I’m at. Sometimes it gets messy, and sometimes it gets hard. But God always shows up. And the hard times are always worth it.
